‘I believe his was an alteration type ability. Transfiguration and materialization are similar in that they revolve around elements, but alteration abilities are different. Rather than creating something or replacing something, alteration merely applies some force in order to change the physical state of existing matter. A real force, that is. Not an imaginary one. And the force varies between users. Roman’s force, I think, is particle vibrations.’

‘That, uh... sounds... complicated.’

‘Well, judging from how he was able to both create shockwaves and generate heat, it seems like the only explanation. And if I’m right, then that is an incredibly powerful ability.’

‘Really?’

‘Oh yeah. If he were stronger with it, he’d be fucking terrifying.’

‘I guess it’s a good thing he’s not our enemy...’

‘Indeed. Hmm. Hey, pull over for a bit.’

Hector slowed down and eased into the road’s shoulder. ‘What’s the matter?’ he asked as the bike stopped.

Garovel floated off to the right, and Hector watched him, squinting. ‘There you are,’ the reaper said softly. ‘It’s okay. I’ve got you now.’

‘Who are you talking to?’

‘A wandering soul,’ said Garovel. ‘Someone died out here.’

Hector blinked. ‘What? Way out here? How?’

Garovel pointed behind him. ‘Look back there.’

‘Where? I don’t--’ And then he saw the skid marks on the road. Two sets. Intersecting.

‘Happened a few days ago, judging by the state that this soul is in.’

Hector just frowned.

‘Let’s take a break at the next gas station. I need a couple hours to ferry this one across the void. You can use the time to meditate.’

‘Okay...’

They proceeded on, and it wasn’t long before a gas station came into view. Hector stopped, and Garovel disappeared into thin air after assuring Hector of his return.